Bleeding Hearts

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Emotional rivers that linger
and meander in your heart...
will reveal the feelings that
you have.
Without a sentence inside in
an emotional hell where raging
blood flows in torrential seas
so deep.

As you ache inside your soul
your magic and your tears...
all seem to fall like a rain pouring
so deep within and there's no
where to run...then the walls come
down and that craving inside is
like a desire that leaves you feeling
in your bleeding hearts.

Your devotion is bright and it is
like memories from your past...
you've remembered for so long
inside.
Without a vengeance within you
feel emotional so deep inside...
as time lingers forever before
your eyes.

Now you feel within your mind
that love will guide your way...
and dreams will call your heart
to help you follow your chosen path
along...then your aching will fade
and your craving inside is the desire
that keeps you reeling in your...
bleeding hearts.

In your bleeding hearts...
in your bleeding heart!

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AnaDarklingAnaDarkling29 days ago

Omg I completely loved this! So beautifully written ❤️😍

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